~Melissa's POV~
I’ve always had a thing for older guys, but Damon? He’s in a league of his own.
At 39, he’s got that effortless hotness...tall, broad shouldered, with silver fox hair that makes him look distinguished, not old.
And the money?
Yeah, he’s loaded, living in this sprawling modern house on the edge of the city, all glass walls and infinity pools that scream success.
But it’s not the cash that gets me wet; it’s the way he moves, confident and controlled, like he knows exactly what he wants and how to take it. Problem is, he’s my best friend Sarah’s dad.
We’ve been tight since college, crashing at her place more nights than I can count, and every time, I steal glances at him, imagining his hands on me instead of fixing a drink or reading through emails on his tablet.
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